Petra's POV
About a few weeks to a month after having my beautiful son, I went into a deep depression but in a way stayed my original self. I tried to hide it for my son's sake and my people. Milo saw right through my camouflage, my fake smile. My fake happy life.
My doctor told me I would feel like this for the next 6 weeks; it was called postpartum depression. But it could also take longer. It's where you feel baby-less but inside you ; what she told me and I didn't really like that feeling but had to.
My mother had helped me when she could. She was back in charge of the pack while I was down for the count until I get back on my feet since the baby. But I was actually glad she took back over. I think she missed it and I needed time for myself. Javier, he was a happy baby, he barely
